After Davian slash Levi was introduced, we all began making our way toward the Temple. The gravel path beneath our feet crunched faintly with every step, the towering structure of the Temple looming in the distance like a quiet sentinel.
As we walked behind the ladies, Davian leaned slightly toward me, his voice lowered enough that only I could hear, "Why are you with the ladies of the Duke's household?"
His tone held no malice, just quiet curiosity laced with an undertone I couldn't quite place.
"I'm living in their house, so why not?" I replied lightly, offering a casual smile.
He didn't respond immediately. I could feel his gaze studying me from the corner of my eye—calculating, as if weighing my words against something only he knew.
Lyall walked silently on my other side, his usual composed presence offering quiet reassurance.
